Boring bumbling, beyond bushed banter, because beguiling bat…
The deluge of this world knocks at the soul,
Stumbling amidst the deafening stillness
Sentinels
The chinars stand sentinel
over graves, the river bank
over the cricket fields, waiting
Music: My anaesthetic barbiturate, psychedelic deliriant, prozaic dysthymic, schizophrenic…
Repelling repulsive remedies of redemption,
He’s the Sears Tower made of cardboard,and the dry cleaning is ready to be picked up.Sharing several articles on “sexual omnivore”as the new politically correct term,he said, “If you don’t like what I was was saying,I wasn’t talking to you.”
Humble beginnings
Immigrants from a far off land
Seek a place to make their own
To find a place where they belong
You settle